That’s the way the ball bounces, a chance encounter

I was sitting in the window seat at Rocket Bakery the other morning, drinking a very nice cup of coffee, revising a training programme, and generally getting into the day when a woman stopped, transfixed, in the beam of sunlight that poured through the bay window. “This window seat…. it’s just like one I found…

Cut the anchor and move on

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it. ~Henry David Thoreau The funny and beautiful thing about any adventure is that it opens your eyes to more adventures and possibilities. Stepping into the unknown is briefly terrifying, but once you make the move through Fear, you can find yourself in…

This is my life and it is beautiful

Since March 31 of this year, Life has been rather a whirlwind. John and I have made some momentous decisions, both together and individually that have altered both our long-term plans and our daily lives significantly and those take wearing for a while to discover precisely how they fit. John has decided that he wants…

On becoming a process person

“I got 88%. What did you get?” Remember when you got tests back in school and the questions would fly? There never was a “right” answer. If you got a better mark, you might feel momentarily better while other kids would call you a show-off or make flippant comments about how you ALWAYS got good…

One year.

Sometimes when you start out on a journey, you end up precisely where you expected to be, via the route planned, and what you encounter is more or less what you expected to find. The scenery is what you had researched, the people are what you were hoping (or at least, expecting) to find, and…

Twenty-one and twenty

Twenty-one years ago this month, in 1992, I hopped into the car of a friend to go to a university club Christmas party. I didn’t want to go. I didn’t drink at all and these parties usually became a raucous celebration of the end of classes culminating in unpredictable levels of inebriation and that just…

It’s not you, it’s me

Most of the emails or comments I’ve received from people about my fitness pursuits have been overwhelmingly positive and for that I’m sincerely appreciative. What I find slightly harder to respond to with any tact and dignity are the more negative assertions, as well as the questions that appear to imply that my choices are…

Keeping track

I’m a big believer in keeping track of things. It’s a form of self-defense. I think people with excellent imaginations need physical records to rein in their emotional responses to perceptions on a regular basis, providing a reality check, as it were. Where things like one’s own athletic performance and body composition/shape/size are concerned, it…

Sea Fever

Masefield had it right. We took a walk on Middle Cove Beach yesterday evening and found a bit of sea and spring fever..  

A glimpse

This has been a rather busy fall. So busy, in fact, that autumn has almost passed by without my noticing it. Since it’s my favourite season, this was a bit of an eye-opener for me. We took some time and went for a family ramble through the MUN Botanical Gardens on Sunday.

The slow spiral

September is gone and October is suddenly here. The days have gotten manifestly shorter and slightly cooler and I’ve been eyeing my winter running gear with a little suspicion and loathing, not looking forward to the day when donning and shucking the gear needed to run 5k takes longer than the run itself. Waking up…

Drift away

I woke up this morning in the middle of a dream, in which I was trying to find a boat to take me to Exploits Islands. I could read all sorts of wonderful symbolism, about stress and escaping from it, into this mental meandering. It probably has something to do with Exploits being a place…